“They have to be careful,” said Rachel North in a detached tone. “No paper is allowed to prejudge a case.”
“Yet they do prejudge it!” exclaimed Jean Brower excitedly.
“Well, yes, in a sense I’m afraid they do.”
When Rachel North came back she handed the bundle of papers to Jean, and began bustling in and out of her tiny kitchen getting dinner ready—a delicate little bit of undercut which was to be served French fashion with fried potatoes and some salad.
Jean began looking at one of the papers listlessly. Then all at once she realized that in the middle of the big sheet was a square space, and within it, running ribbon-wise across the top ran:
THE TERRIFORD MYSTERY
AN EXCITING DEVELOPMENT
Exclusive to The Sunday Critic
The Sunday Critic learns on absolutely reliable authority that the prosecution believe that they are at last on the track of the one missing link in The Terriford Mystery.
That Mrs. Emily Garlett died from a large dose of white arsenic is certain, but till two days ago there was no clue as to where the murderer, the murderess, or the murderers, had obtained the poison. This doubt, so we are credibly informed, is on the point of being solved. The discovery has not changed the present situation, and no further arrests are contemplated.